A Bitter Tree - David Baerwald

I saw my father drunk and helpless

And he was lying on the floor

He was naked drunk and helpless

And he was lying on the floor

With a most peculiar woman

Whom I’d never seen before

She was a most peculiar woman

That I’d never seen before

Forgiveness, forgiveness

Has never meant a thing to me

Seems like a bitter apple

At the root of a bitter tree…

Forgiveness, forgiveness

Has never meant a damn to me

Seems like a bitter apple

At the root of a bitter tree…

The room was strewn with tarot cards

Empty bottles lined the wall

The room was strewn with tarot cards

Empty bottles lined the wall

He braced himself against the wall

Fell lightly to the floor

He braced himself against the wall

Fell lightly to the floor

I’d never felt so close to him

Any time before

Forgiveness, forgiveness

Has never meant a damn to me

Seems like a bitter apple

At the root of a bitter tree…